| The poor stays poor, the rich get richer
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| It’s just so disproportionate
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| Sometimes life seems so unfortunate
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| That's why I don't give a shit
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| The poor stay poor, the rich get richer
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| It's just so disproportionate
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| You don't know just what I go through
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| That's why I would rather show you
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| Just how far that I can take it
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| Every rule, I'm breakin' it
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| Terrible, but not rip-able, invincible, I hung invisible
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| Fuckin' mistletoe all over the world, I stuck my ass up under it
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| Now pucker up them lips and kiss it, hoes
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| Here we go, Bad and Evil so you know how this'll go
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| The competition's miserable, we stomp them bitches this is no
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| Joke, goin' overboard like someone threw us off the boat, choke
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| Cough from all the smoke, I'm tryna stay on fire
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| So you know if I hate fucking water sprinklers
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| I don't love the hose
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| Someone let the cat out the bag, now it's time to stuff its face
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| Back in that bitch, smother that little
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| Motherfucker 'til it suffocates (Who?)
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| You had long enough of a wait, why are they
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| Tryin' to be so secretive? |
| Bad and Evil is reunited, hey!
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| Came back to annihilate, the game's in dire straights as I await
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| Word on Satan as I drop, fall to my knees before this
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| Ouija board and I pray, now I lay me down to sleep
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| I do this shit in my sleep, I’m sleepin' now, imagine if I awake?
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| I'm champ, bitch, I'll never taste the canvas
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| Could never be no damn wuss or pussy
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| Never mushy, so you can't squish
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| Nowhere near a tush, in fact if I jump out a bush
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| In a sneak attack's, the only way I'll say I am-Bush
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| Outlandish, these words are weapons that I brandish
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| Stand-offish to hoes, keep your hands off this
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| Can't top it, so what the fuck would I sugarcoat it for?
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| Law? |
| Fuck protocol, I'd holla at this ho
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| But now my throat is sore
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| Sometimes life seems so unfortunate
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| That's why I don't give a shit
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| The poor stay poor, the rich get richer
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| It's just so disproportionate
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| You don't know just what I go through
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| That's why I would rather show you
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| Just how far that I can take it
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| Every rule, I'm breakin' it (Royce!)
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| Baby, I'm lawless
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| You couldn't burn me if you threw acid on me
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| I'm at ya, homie, I'm at your home ready to spray you
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| While you nappin', homie, have everything on and around
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| Your mattress lookin' like the word in front of a matrimony
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| You high, thug? |
| Yeah, go 'head, jump, no matter how high you get
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| You gon' come up short like Spud Webb
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| My DUIs get waived like sayin' bye
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| Still ridin' with no L's like James Todd, can't change, I
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| I thank God for my safe thinkin', last time I was safe thinkin'
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| Me and my niggas was doin' a bank job
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| I stay violent, y'all go the peace route
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| You got a mouth like Kanye
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| I'll knock your whole bottom row of teeth out
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| No disrespect to Mr. West, shit, I'm just nice with mine
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| And this just rap, I'm just like Ricky Hatton, I just like the line
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| These weak rappers want to set us up, they never tough
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| They ask me for a hook, I tell 'em, left or right? |
| Head or gut?
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| What y'all messin' with is a nigga that'll leave you FUBAR
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| Fucked up beyond all recognition
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| Y'all are rock stars, I'm the opposite, I could just
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| Throw a rock and hit a star for the fuck of it
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| Partner, you're not hard, I body your hot bars
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| Beef is left you pray, right like Allahu Akbar
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| Let's go, when I leave y'all shot, you ain't gon' be on your Metro
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| In a bad area that call dropped
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| Sometimes life seems so unfortunate
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| That's why I don't give a shit
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| The poor stay poor, the rich get richer
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| It's just so disproportionate
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| You don't know just what I go through
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| That's why I would rather show you
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| Just how far that I can take it
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| Every rule, I'm breakin' it |